Mayhem is at its bawdy best in Lizard Flats, a town lousy
with gamblers, fornicators and misfits, a rowdy band
either doomed to damnation or ripe for salvation —
depending on the point of view . . .

With the news that their first honest-to-goodness preacher
is coming the whole town is in a stir, including Leticia
Murphy, the only whore left at the White Dove Saloon. What
they don't know is that the good reverend is actually a
rake on the run from a cluster of angry widows, disgraced
virgins and their aggrieved men. But before he gets to
dupe this town full of sinners, he meets his Maker in
Letty's bed the very day he arrives.

In her line of work, Letty has known a lot of men, but
never has she had one die on her. As sure as the sun sets
in the west, she'll be hanged for killing a man of the
cloth. But miracles come in all shapes and sizes, and to
Letty's desperate eyes, salvation is sitting at the bar
downstairs. Eulis Potter may be the town's grave digger
and resident drunk, but he knows where to hide a body and
fits nicely into the preacher's clothes. With a bath and a
shave and a Bible in his hands, maybe even a no-account
cur like Eulis can hoodwink the town while getting back on
the straight and narrow, and give Lizard Flats the
redemption it needs.